You Had Me At ''I Hate You.'' - 15 -

"VIOLET!" Lincoln shrieked as I closed the door behind me.
I guess he wasn't mad at me any more!
He ran up to me, throwing his arms around my waist, and twirling me around.
"Linc! Linc!" I cried. "Put me down!"
He laughed and plopped me down on the couch, next to Gavin.
He laughed at Linc's child-like excitement, and greeted me with a hug.
"Hey girlie!"
"Good to see you, Gav!"
"LINC! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!"
Lincoln rushed off to the kitchen to help Jesse.
I pulled back and surveyed Gavin's handsome face... Wait... What was that on his lips?
"Um... Gavin? Are you wearing lipstick?" I asked cautiously. I mean, I'd already walked in on the guy while he was wearing my jeans...
"What? Oh! Um..." he blushed, and wiped his lips off with the back of his hand. "Julia's here..."
I nodded in understanding, a teasing smile playing about my mouth.
I heard a toilet flush, and Julia, Gavin's girlfriend emerged from the bathroom.
Her curtain of nut-brown hair fell past her shoulders, perfectly framing her pale, round face. The color of her blood-red lipstick had matched the shade that Gavin had been accidentally wearing a second ago.
She smiled warmly at her boyfriend, and I could see that Gavin positively melted under her gaze. She started moving gracefully towards the couch, but Gavin couldn't wait that long. He leapt up the moment he saw her, and pulled her towards him, enveloping her in a giant hug.
"Gav!" she squealed, giggling under his enormous height.
"Yes, Love-muffin?" he replied.
She giggled, stood on her tiptoes, and planted a kiss on his jaw.
He went weak. His arms dropped, and his knees sagged a bit.
"Aw!" I crooned. "So cute!"
Gavin laughed, and Julia strode over to me, her arms outstretched.
"Hey! I remember you!" she cried. "Violet, from the Christmas party, right?"
I nodded, and hugged her. "Yeah! You're Julia, aren't you?"
"Yup!" she smiled.
Wow, she was friendly! I could tell why Gavin was so enamored with her.
And enamored was the exact word. He was absolutely, irrevocably in love with her. I could see it by the way they looked at each other.
He leaned over, and whispered something in her ear. She tried to hide a smile, and slapped his shoulder playfully.
Linc emerged from the kitchen, with Jesse behind him. Dinner was almost ready, we just had to wait for the lasagna the finish cooking. Gavin had cheated, and was eating peanut butter straight from the jar... He claimed that he was so hungry, he just couldn't wait for dinner.
"It's a wonder you're still so thin!" Julia exclaimed, poking her boyfriend's stomach.
We all crammed on the couch, talking and laughing for a while. Then, there was a slight problem...
"WHERE'S THE REMOTE!?" Linc asked urgently, after he caught sight of his watch. "WHERE IS THE GODDAMN REMOTE!?!"
"What d'ya need it fur?" Gavin asked thickly through a mouthful of peanut butter.
"HOUSE!"
We all sighed. Linc had an unhealthy obsession with the T.V. show House.
"When I was sick, I missed an episode!" he explained frantically. "They're running a re-cap marathon! I have to see it so that I can catch up!"
We all shrugged. Gavin dug out another dollop of JIF from the bottom of the jar.
"WHERE IS IT?!" he bellowed, running around and searching under every surface in the living room.
"I don't know, Linc," I said. "The last time I saw it, Gavin had it."
I realized my mistake. In less than a second, Linc had grabbed the front of Gavin's shirt, and was shaking him like a mad man.
"Where did you hide it, Peanut Butter Boy? Where is it!"
"I- Don't- Know!" Gavin yelled as he was violently shaken.
"No, don't worry Linc," Jesse said from behind the couch. "I found it right here."
He held the remote up in the air, and pointed under the couch, where it had been hiding.
"Jesse!" Linc cried and dropped Gavin like a hot potato. "You're a saint! A saint!"
Lincoln rushed over, grabbed the sides of Jesse's face, and planted a big kiss on his forehead, complete with a "Mmmmwah!" Then he grabbed the remote, shoved Jesse out of the way, scrambled over the back of the couch, landed directly on top of an already disgruntled Gavin, and clicked the T.V. to FOX. Gavin elbowed Linc off him. The theme song for House had just begun.
"Yes!" Linc shouted triumphantly. "I didn't miss it!"
He turned back to Jesse, who was wiping his slobber off his forehead. "I love you, Jesse!"
"Right back at you, Linc," he muttered.
Julia laughed. "You guys are crazy!"
Gavin gave her a peanut-butter kiss. "Thank you!"
"Try living with them!" I exclaimed, and Julia groaned.
"I pity you, Vi... I really do!"
Suddenly, the phone rang.
And, for some reason, an urgent aura settled over the room. We fell silent... Our laughter died in the air.
House blared on, forgotten, as Linc plucked the phone from the cradle with a shaking hand.


"Hello?"
Rest in results!
"What?" I asked him. "What's wrong?"
The first thing that jumped into my mind was that someone had died. The look on Linc's face suggested that he'd just seen a ghost.
"I... I got the job..." he muttered.
"What are you talking about?" Jesse asked. "What job?"
"That animation job!" he replied, breathless.
"But..." I protested. "You asked out the boss!"
"I know!" he cried.
"But... You said that they said that you didn't get it!"
"They said that they'd call me! I just didn't think that there was a chance in hell that I'd actually get it!"
Everyone went crazy. We leapt up off the couch and began shouting, throwing out hands in the air.
"That's great!" Julia cried.
"They must have seen my work!" Linc mused. "They must have seen all the animation's I've done before... Wow!"
"Oh my God!" I shouted, throwing my arms around his neck. "This is brilliant! This is so cool!"
He wrapped his arms around my waist and began jumping up and down.
"You're going to be an animator! Oh my God! Oh my God!"
We continued jumping, and he scooped me up, bridal style. I threw my head back and laughed. He set me down back on the couch, and heartily agreed when Gavin suggested that we break out the champagne.
House was forgotten... I guess Linc would just have to catch up later!


Yay! Job for Linc!
hehe
Love,
Ms. Marauder